Transmigrated into a Scummy Alpha, Marked Intentionally by a Gentle Omega - Chapter 4

Xie Shimian tossed the broom in her hand onto the snow-covered ground.

“Cold?”

She was truly wicked, she had actually made the big boss sweep snow.

Xie Shimian’s gaze fell on Hua Zhi’s cheeks, reddened from the cold. Her knuckles had stiffened in the chill, the bones of her fingers starkly defined and flushed crimson.

Fragile, beautiful, trembling enough to make one want to torment her until she was covered in bruises.

Xie Shimian clicked her tongue inwardly. One of these days, she was going to die because of her own preferences.

She needed some herbal medicine to regulate herself.

Hua Zhi, like a stray cat that had finally found its owner, pressed herself heavily against Xie Shimian’s shoulder. “Cold.”

“Miss’s body is very warm.”

Xie Shimian picked her up and patted Hua Zhi’s shoulder in her arms.

“Let’s go back and warm you up.”

She turned to the beta standing behind her. “An attack orchestrated by the Global AI manufacturer? I see.”

The beta nodded. “The biotoxin in your system will metabolize soon. There’s no need to worry.”

Xie Shimian inclined her head in acknowledgment.

In the brief moment they spoke, the little kitten in her arms shifted restlessly, silently urging her to hurry back.

An impatient cat indeed.

Xie Shimian chuckled helplessly. “If someone tells you to go out, you just go?”

She scolded her lightly, “If they insult you, you just take it?”

Hua Zhi nestled against her shoulder. “With Miss here, I’m not afraid.”

Xie Shimian asked, “What if I weren’t here?”

“You’re always here.” Hua Zhi tightened her grip around Xie Shimian’s neck, her frail body making even anger seem like an immense effort.

If her savior weren’t here, she would kill everyone who insulted her, just like she had killed her half-siblings.

But she didn’t want to do that. If her suffering couldn’t make her savior love her, then that suffering was worthless. It wasn’t even worth acknowledging, as if those people were just raving mad.

Xie Shimian carried the kitten to the prepared bedroom.

The high-quality hardwood floor was covered with a glossy fur rug. Xie Shimian walked barefoot across the plush, snow-white fur, the pile rising above her feet, and placed Hua Zhi on the bed.

“From now on, this is your room. The door on the left leads to a private study, and the one on the right is a walk-in closet. There’s a staircase that goes directly to the living room on the first floor.”

Xie Shimian explained the room’s layout in detail. “Someone will help you fill the closet. There are a few unworn new clothes of mine inside, you can make do with those for now.”

Hua Zhi had never lain on such a soft bed before, nor had she ever lived in a room with such perfect temperature and comfort.

The bed was large, spacious and soft perfect for rolling around endlessly.

Undifferentiated young girls had always been valuable because they were almost incapable of pregnancy, making them “playthings” without consequence.

Before the crackdown on human trafficking, they had once flooded the black market.

“Will Miss sleep with me tonight?”

The clumsy girl on the bed tugged at her qipao, undoing the buttons one by one.

Under the dim, golden light, her skin resembled flawless warm jade.

Xie Shimian lowered her eyes, refusing to look at the alluring sight. “My room is across the hall. It’s late, Goodnight.”

She turned and pulled the door shut behind her with a soft click.

The room instantly plunged into silent darkness.

Xie Shimian strode back to her bedroom and downed a glass of ice water.

Her head throbbed, and her temples ached again.

Ke Rong knocked and entered, handing her a detoxifying agent. “Miss, your headaches are worse than before.”

Xie Shimian closed her eyes and immediately thought of Hua Zhi’s smooth back and the parted cheongsam.

Xie Shimian downed the antidote in one gulp, her face twisting in bitterness as she crawled into the shadows.

“Lewd…” Xie Shimian covered her eyes with the back of her hand. “Too lewd.”

Ke Rong thought she was talking about the antidote. “It’s not bitter, it’s sweet and sour.”

Xie Shimian fell silent for a moment. “Youth harmony education still has a long way to go.”

Ke Rong: “…” The young mistress is spouting nonsense again.

Ke Rong spoke up from the side, “Hua Zhi’s clothing measurements haven’t been taken yet. When you have time, please select the custom outfits.”

She placed the tablet in front of Xie Shimian.

The clothing styles were… imaginative.

Maid outfits, cat-ear costumes, nun habits, cross-dressing suits…

On the last page, Xie Shimian even spotted a pixelated two-piece. “Are you showing me a legitimate website?”

Rich people are truly despicable, she was already picking out a suitable lamppost for them.

Ke Rong adjusted her glasses upward. “Indeed.”

Xie Shimian recalled the original owner’s despicable actions toward the big boss in the story and ultimately closed the tablet, handing it back to Ke Rong.

“Have several cheongsams made for Hua Zhi according to her measurements enough for all four seasons.”

A hint of regret flashed in Ke Rong’s eyes. “What kind of cheongsam do you mean?”

Xie Shimian wondered what she was regretting. “The kind you wear outside, of course.”

Ke Rong’s regret deepened. “Understood. I’ll arrange for it immediately.”

Though Ke Rong doubted Hua Zhi’s identity, she had to admit Hua Zhi was stunning so much so that even she felt a stir in her heart.

Xie Shimian leaned against the bed, idly playing with a measuring tape. The night was deep, and the sound of falling snow rustled outside the window.

Before her transmigration, Xie Shimian’s parents had died young, leaving behind a massive fortune entrusted to her uncle’s family to manage until she turned eighteen.

Like the most cliché plot twist, her uncle’s family embezzled the fortune. She fought numerous lawsuits just to reclaim a fraction of it.

Whether it was familial love or romance, Xie Shimian might yearn for it deep down, but most of the time, she simply didn’t care anymore.

Turning off the last nightlight, she lay down on the impossibly comfortable bed.

Even at the height of her family’s wealth, her room had been just as opulent as it was now.

In the dead of night, the door creaked open.

Xie Shimian was a light sleeper. At the sound, her eyes snapped open.

She didn’t move, but her hand tightened around the tablet hidden under her pillow, ready to trigger an alarm at any moment.

Suddenly, a soft, furry body slipped under her blanket.

An overly flexible, youthful form pressed against her back, delicate fingers climbing onto her shoulders.

A faint trace of rose fragrance lingered on her.

“Meow.”

Xie Shimian jolted. “Hua Zhi!”

She reached to turn on the nightlight, but her hand was caught mid-air by Hua Zhi.

“Miss Xie.”

In the pitch darkness, Xie Shimian was startled. “What are you doing in my bed in the middle of the night?! Get out!”

Was she here to defile her pure and innocent body?!

Hua Zhi’s voice was soft and coquettish. “Miss Xie placed my room right across from yours, wasn’t it because you wanted…”

Xie Shimian chuckled soundlessly in the dark, her lips curving.

“Give a dog a bad name and hang him.”

Hua Zhi: “…”

Disturbed by Hua Zhi, she lost all desire to sleep. Fishing out the measuring tape from under her pillow, she said,

“I’ll have some clothes made for you tomorrow. Let me take your measurements first.”

Hua Zhi was just like the Ragdoll cat she raised in the dead of night, it would act coquettishly and sit by her bedside. If she didn’t stroke the cat to sleep, the feline would nudge her awake in the middle of the night.

Her name was as soft as a cat’s, and her personality was no different.

The cold measuring tape pressed against her shoulder as Xie Shimian said, “Go turn on the light.”

Hua Zhi shivered from the chill of the tape. “We can measure without the light.”

Her fingers, still flushed from the cold, eagerly grabbed one end of the tape.

Why were they measuring in the middle of the night? Was her benefactor playing a game with her?

Well, she’d just go along with it.

The measuring tape seemed unusually sturdy, no matter how she handled it, it wouldn’t break. Her benefactor’s tastes were so unique.

Xie Shimian: “?”

Her cat seemed to have misunderstood something.

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